With each passing day
she has overcome all her fears,
She heals her wounds now
No longer waits for someone
to wipe off her tears!

During all these years,
All she has learnt is
To embrace the scars
The smile on her face is intact
Even in the darkest hour.
Gratitude is the only thing which she has
for all
Who are the reason for the bruises.
As they remind her very often
how gracefully she has come so far.

She has reached to a place
from where when she looks behind,
The reels of her endurance
often flashes before her mind.
She is not an ounce of her old self
The One who often looked out
for sympathy and help.

With all her love and compassion
She takes life as a half-filled cup,
Or Precisely you may say…
Earlier she was Just Growing

Now She is a GROWN UP!!